Happy Halloween

Our wonderful cat Satchel from long ago

 

 

 

 

 

 

Swanky

“Over the top” can go two ways.

Goodbye Old Friends

     A glance at my bookcase triggered another clearing-out urge, but this is one I want to ignore. In spite of not having listened to them for years, I’ve hung on to my old audio tapes. I did discard quite a few, but these are my favorites. Why am I saving them? Unless an excavation in the basement reveals our son’s old boombox, I have no way to play them anymore. It’s going to be hard to put out Eric, Sting, James, and K.D. for the next trash pickup.

Footstools and Mushrooms

           Having a bedroom on the first floor means that when I wake up and open the curtains, I can climb back in bed and look out at the woods as I read for a while.

Fall Travels

 

We’ve been out and about these past few days.

Bumpy Ride

We live on a sort of island, with our own bridge that spans wetlands.

Identity Loss and Epiphany

 

The ether world both giveth and taketh away.

Philosophy and Purging

 I made a pre-emptive strike to the library this weekend.

Wake Up Call

 

          This morning I scanned yesterday’s online local headlines,

“Elderly Connecticut woman punched in head while exercising”

Conundrum Solved

          It’s unfair that exactly the people who could use a pet are too often the people who can’t always take care of them.

Life Skills

 

In spite of being dysfunctional, the women in my family were pretty traditional in their skills.